IC Voicemail

[despisesthegods]

You've reached the voicemail of Styxx Anaxkolasi. I'm not able to answer for the moment but leave a message and I'll get back to you when I'm able.

[ONLINE]

Comments

[phoenixstrut]

[She can't help it. She's already in a good enough mood that she won't be able to shake the smile from her face anyway, but then his voicemail is just:]

So formal.

[Someone says something to her on her end of the line, and she moves her phone away to laugh and respond before she comes back, obviously still smiling from the sound of it, but in a much more gentle seriousness.]

It's too beautiful out here for you not to come out and enjoy it, big guy. There's tons of sand here- it's right up your alley-

Free food, drinks everywhere... [She gasps.] you might even have fun.

[phoenixstrut]

Hey, just checking in to make sure the heat hasn't gotten to you. It's hot! Stay safe.

Text

[phoenixstrut]

Whatever you're doing, don't go to Everglade tonight.

Continuation

[despisesthegods]

[[ooc: continued from here.]]

As soon as he was able, Styxx moved to sit in the theatre seats where the audience would normally sit, planning to at least enjoy the rehearsal now that he'd shot down and escaped the manager for the time being anyway.